It’s like that moment in the film
when the main characters
are looking out the window—
they can hear the thunder
and the rain, but the wind is still
just rustling the branches
and bushes in their small,
close-knit community,
and it would look so peaceful,
except for the soundtrack,
and the fact that you know
that they know
there is a mighty storm on the way,
and the only question
is whether it will be their home,
or one of their neighbor’s,
that will be left standing
after it passes.